In this introspective track, Post Malone reflects on the emptiness of fame and material success. Despite his luxurious lifestyle, he finds himself yearning for something more meaningful and authentic. The repeated phrase "give me somethin' I can feel" underscores his desire for real emotions and experiences, not just superficial pleasures. He also expresses feelings of isolation and disconnection, hinting at the toll that fame can take on personal relationships. His references to substance use suggest attempts to cope with these struggles. Ultimately, Malone conveys a longing for inner peace, even if it means trading all his worldly possessions. This song is a powerful commentary on the often overlooked downsides of fame and fortune.
Something Real
Lyrics
Give me somethin' I can feel
Light a cigarette just so I can breathe
Give me somethin', somethin' real (yeah)
Seven hundred feet off the coast of Greece
Give me somethin' I can feel (yeah)
No reservation, pull up twenty deep
Give me somethin', somethin' real (yeah)
I would trade it all just to be at peace
Stop, the gear's too high, this is overload
And no matter what car is sittin' outside, it's a lonely road
It's a double-edge sword, cuttin' off ties with the ones I know
So tell me, how the fuck am I still alive? It's a miracle, oh
(No-o-o) and I can't believe, ran through a B at Louis V
It's what I need right now
(No-o-o) it's just money at the gates of hell, no VIP
Everybody waits in line
So give me somethin' I can feel
720S, 750V
Give me somethin', somethin' real (yeah)
I was in Maldives sippin' burgundy
Give me somethin' I can feel (yeah)
Prada on my dick, Prada on my sleeve
Give me somethin', somethin' real (yeah)
I could play that pussy like it's "Für Elise"
I got real habits, I'm a snowmobile addict
Teal Patek, steel when I feel panic, ah-ah, ahh
Throw a mil' at it, problem, throw a pill at it
Still at it, sign-another-deal addict (ah-ah, ah)
And I can't believe everybody gets to drink for free
So give me one more round (oh-oh-oh)
No cover fee at the gates of hell, no VIP
Everybody waits in line
So give me somethin' I can feel
Light a cigarette just so I can breathe
Give me somethin', somethin' real (yeah)
How much psilocybin can a human eat?
Give me somethin' I can feel (yeah)
Whiskey lullaby just to fall asleep
Give me somethin', somethin' real (yeah)
And it's what I want, it ain't what I need
Give me somethin' I can feel (yeah, ooh)
Got everything, guess I'm hard to please
Give me somethin', somethin' real (yeah, ooh)
I would trade my life just to be at peace
Give me somethin' I can feel (ah, ooh)
Give me somethin', somethin' real
Writer(s): Andrew Wotman, Austin Post, Billy Walsh, Louis Bell
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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